There are 13 pairs of shoes in our entry hall. Just imagine what the rest of the house looks like after just 2 days of baseball season. I don’t know if we are going to make it. Not because it messes up the hallway, but because baseball murders our family dinners and evening routines for 3 1/2 months of the year.
I’m a vigorous supporter of the family meal, eaten together with all the benefits it delivers:
- nutrition
- routine
- conversation
- better bedtimes
My ideal evening is to have everyone home, reading or working on projects, playing piano or listening to music. It’s basically a Little House on the Prairie evening.
What’s a girl like me to do?
I’ll start by getting the kids to clean up their shoes.